Eighteen Years (Closed Thread)

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OOC: This is a closed thread between Nightray and myself, based around the training of a sexual slave. If thats not your bag, don't read. Thank you.

IC: I didn't know. My parents had never prepared me for what was to come. Perhaps they thought they were doing me a favor. Perhaps they thought they could prevent the terrible consequences of the deal they struck back in China. God, I wish they had stayed there.

A wealthy American, I had never heard anything about him, so did not know his name, had seen how they were struggling and offered to get them into America, and ensure they had enough money to prosper. The payment for all this - their daughter, me, who had just been born. He said he would let them raise me though. He wanted me in 18 years.

On my eighteenth birthday, I was ecstatic. My birthday party was planned at Dominique's tonight, and all I had to do was get home from college, dress and head out. Unfortunately, that wasn't what was going to happen.

I opened the door and yelled a happy hello to my parents, and then my heart sunk. They were sitting in the living room with a rich looking man there. Both of them looked like the bottom had dropped from the world.

"Aska, you must go with this man." Said my father, without looking at me.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"He... owns you now..."

"Excuse me?" I couldn't believe my ears. "What do you mean, owns me..."

My father looked as if he was about to explain, but the man held up a finger to silence him. Then he pulled out a gun and shot me. Not with a bullet, but with a tranquiliser. I felt nauseous as the world began to swim in and out of focus. Confused, and terrified, I quickly yielded to blackness.
 
Master Ramon

I walk over to the girl crumpled on the floor smiling with satisfaction. I look back at her parents saying “You did a good job with her, you no longer owe me a thing you will never see me or her agene.” I kneel down picking the girl up in to my arms and I walk out the front door with out a second glance at her parents even as her mother start wailing with her sorrow.

I carry her to the curb as my limbo come arund the block and parks in front of me. The driver comes arund opening the door form me. She looks at the unconscious girl an appreciative smile crossing her filchers as I set her in to the car and fallow her in.

We drive to a privet air field where my personal jet awaits me to take me to my ranch in taxes. Once in the jet I give her another shot that will last until we get to the ranch.

Six hours later we land on my privet run way in back of my ranch. I step out of the plane looking arund at the vast flat land that belongs to me. The only way to get to the house is ether by an off roadder hoarse or plane there are no roads not even a dirt rode. My eye’s move over my large stabiles and barn and settle on my three story ranch house. At least the part that you can see. The rooms where this girl will be trained in are under the house. Hidden from all known ways of ducting such thing I’ve had law enforcement out hear before looking for proof of me being a drug lord. I still don’t know where they got that Idea, I deal in living merchandise sex slaves are my specialty.

I walk down the stars of the jet moving to the house the back door opines for me a girl stepping aside with her eyes down cast. I smile at her like a man smiling at on of his favored dogs. I move in chuckling as I hear on of my mastiffs lopping to me from deeper in the house coming up to me he sniffs at the girls crotch. I say “Down boy you’ll have your chance.” He wages his tail liking at her. I chuckle softly at his eagerness; I wave the other girl over to me saying "go take care of him." She bows her head submissively saying “Yes Master.” She takes the dog by its caller and leads him in to the house.

I move to the basement door and opining it up and caring the girl down not bothering with the light knowing my way perfectly. I come to the wall directly in front of the stairs. I put my thumb on a spot on the wall casing a door to slide open reveling a Wight sterile hall. I walk in to the hall the door closing automatically behind me not even leaving a seem on the other side.

I carry the girl in to a fairly large room that has the things that I will need for the beginning of her training. A bed with adjustable shakils at the head and foot of it shakils hanging from the wall and ceiling and a gynecologist chair with steripes that I can tie her down on. I carry her over to the bed laying her down. I smile at her Chinese fetchers she should go for a vary hye price when the biding begins.

I take her clothes off throwing them at the door for now she won’t be needing them any more. I look at her body smiling at her nicly plump body not fat but definitely not to skinny I don’t like being abil to see a girls ribes. My hands touch her brests cuping them fealing the nice wait I’d gues about a mid C cup. I then shakil her hands up over her head and then I do the same to her feet. Living her spread eagled and reedy for her training.

I reach over to a table that has many different toys of pain and plesher on it. I pick up a sering and I give her the antidote so she will wake. I put the sereng down and walk out the door scuping up her clothes to be burnd and shutting the lights off so she will wake in darkness alone and unable to move.
 
Aska

Tiredness, dizziness, pain. I wasn't sure which feeling came to me first. My head was spinning, my throat felt as though it had been swabbed with some kind of vile medicine, and my whole body ached. My mind struggled to recall what had happened to me. I had come home so happy and then... and then my father had told me I belonged to some stranger, as though I was property. Then the stranger shot me and... Drugs! I had been drugged. My eyes flew open, though in confused awakening, I wasn't sure they had. The room around me was pitch dark and silent. I tried to roll over to stand up and get away. That's when I felt the chains. My legs, spread apart, fastened to... a bed by the feel of it. My arms matching above me.

"What the fuck?" I gasped, struggling in panic to try to escape my bonds, serving only to bruise my wrists and ankles.

"Hello?" I called out, nervously.

My mind battled with itself as to whether I should attract attention. Who would I attract? The bastard who had done this to me? Had he raped me already? Had he abandoned me here to die? Where was I anyway?

"Help!" I screamed aloud, hoping to attract someone who would help, knowing in my gut there was no such person. "Help me! Someone's tied me up, you have to help me!"

The sounds echoed in the blackness as I struggled against the bonds, and against the helplessness of my situation.
 
Master Ramon

I walk down the Wight hall to my office door I put my palm on a panel and I hear a click as the door unlocks form me. I open it and walk in to a plush oak paneled room. With T.V. monitors minted on one wall in front of my large ornate oak desk. I sit down on my plush leather office chair. A flat screen computer monitor sips up out of the top of the deck the screen clicking on. I hit a but on the arm of my char and the monitors on the wall flip on some showing the stock market some are on the news and the rest are sincerity cameras that I put up throw out the house stabiles barn and varies places on the grounds.

I flip on of the cameras to the living room I smile as I see the girl who took the mastiff earlier bent over the couch with the large dog mounted above her his hips moving excitedly as he fucks her like she was a bitch in heat. I check my computer making sheer it was taping it. I then tern the monitor to the room with the new pet in it. I switch it to inferred and smile as I see her struggling with the chins. I tern the audio on and lesson to her calling for help. I nod satisfied and tern it off to do some biasness confirm the sale of one of my girls and arrange for payment and delivery.


Five hours later I decide to go intrudes my self to the new pet and begin her training. I get up from my set the computer monitor automatically blinking off and sliding back in to its niche. I leave the monitors on the wall on since I’ll be back before going to bed my self.

I walk down the hall and stand out side of the room. I press a button on a speaker lessoning since the room is completely sound proof. I smile as I only hear what sounds like faint sobbing coming from the room. I open the door and hit the lights fast knowing that the sodden burst of light would daze her and perhaps scar her a bit more.

I stand in the open door looking at the girl laying there as naked as the day she was borne. I smile coldly and walk in letting the door slide shut behind me with a faint whooshing sound. I walk over to the bed looking down at her enjoying the look of fear in her eyes as she looks up at me.

I say “you are now my slave my pet to do with as I wish.” As I say this my hand moves to her right breast finding her nipple and rolling it in my fingers to emphasize my point. “I can bring you plesher” with out warning I twist her nipple hard as I say “Or pain as I see fit.” I then bring my hand up from her breast letting it gently cares her face. “You will learn to pleas a man or woman with out hesitation.” I sit on the bed next to her letting my hand move over her body exploring it.

I look her in the eyes “You shall call me master at all times.” I bring my hand up and cup her brest saying “Do you under stand me my pet.”
 
Aska

I don't know how long it took for me screams and cries for help to subside into sobs. All I know is my throat was hoarse and ragged long before I stopped screaming. Nobody came. Nobody would help me. I wondered if I had been tied here and abandoned. I wondered where here even was. I could hear no sounds, so that meant I had to be somewhere enclosed and probably soundproofed. It was too warm to be underground, at least so I thought, and so it had to be a room or something. But why would anyone just kidnap someone and leave them naked, tied in a room.

Oddly, I wasn't panicking for a while. I had gone beyond that when nobody answered. It was as if my mind struggled to find some way of dealing with the fears of abandonment and lack of sensory information. And the only thing I could do was to try to think rationally about what had happened. Rationally? I would soon learn that was not something I would be able to do here.

My arms ached, my legs too. I couldn't move to relax them though, I was tied too securely. The bed underneath me became an unpleasant pressure as I began to feel every bump and binding of the mattress pressing into my inert spine. It was more the pain than the fear that kept me crying. But even that would change.

The door opened. The light flicked on, blinding and white against the vanished blackness. I stiffened, immediately sending jolts of pain through my immobilised joints. I was not alone. Whoever had kidnapped me was still here. And he had just turned on the lightswitch. I blinked and tried to focus on the shadow figure in the brilliance before me. Then he approached and as my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw it was the tall guy with the tan who had captured me.

He leaned closer to me, beginning to caress my body. I squirmed, or tried to, my bindings making that impossible. His sickening words burned through my embarrassed shame. What did he mean I was his slave? Pleasure, the only pleasure he could bring me was to let me get out of this hellhole. He was right about the pain though. His hand wrenched at my nipple, drawing another scream from my agonized throat. I didn't even hear the comment about calling him master.

“Do you under stand me my pet.” He finished.

I stared at him in horror. I saw so much more now than I had in my brief glimpse at home. A scar arced above his eye, giving him a more savage look. And on the hand which tortured me, a snakes head tattoo hissed from his shirt, making me shudder. What kind of sick pervert was he?

I shook my head, continuing to try to squirm away. "Who the fuck are you you bastard?" I yelled, fear taking over the rational part of my brain. "I'm not some fucking slave girl! What do you think it is, some arab harem or something? You're sick! Let me up you bastard! Let me up or my parents will get the fucking cops on your ass!"
 
Master Ramon

I smile coldly at her protests and demands I say “The first thing your going to learn is never talk back to your master.” With that I take her nipple and twist it savagely. I smile at her scream then when she quiets down I say “second your parents sold you to me before you where even borne. How do you think they where able to com over her and make so much money so fast.”

I sit down next to her my hands running over her breasts in slow circles. I look up at her and say “now what do you call me girl and be quick I don’t like repeating my self and you rely don’t want to piss me off to much.” I look in to her eyes jugging her strength of will by what I see.
 
Aska

I shook my head. It wasn't true. It couldn't be. My parents would never do such a thing, not for anything. Nobody would sell their daughter like that.

"You're lying," I protested. "You can't sell a child... you... it's illegal!"

Somewhere in my mind, I knew that didn't make sense. Everything he was doing was illegal, so a slave trade would not make much difference. I just couldn't believe my parents would do that though. But he was right, I couldn't explain how they got the money to leave china. It was something they never talked about.

He ignored my protests as he continued to massage me, his lighter caresses a shameful warning that what had just happened might do again. I looked at his face in shock - noting its alternating calm and cold anger. God I had to get out of here.


“Now what do you call me, girl? And be quick! I don’t like repeating my self and you really don’t want to piss me off to much.”

What was he talking about? My wise assed, angry, terrified response was out of my mouth before I could even think about how stupid it was.

"I call you a liar, you bastard! Let me go!"
 
Master Ramon

My eyes go colder as I take both of her nipples and twist them hard pulling up on them. I smile at her screams as I let her nipple go. I wait for her to quit ten agene before saying “No that is not what you call me.” I gently rub her breasts needing them softly then say “you call me Master and you better start paying attention or you will fined that your training will be very unpleasant when it could be enjoyable.”

I lean down licking arunod lift nipple in to my mouth gently sucking on it. I move over to the other one gently circling it with my tong before taking it in to my mouth as well. I straiten looking her in the eyes saying “Now what do you call me.” I say in a hard commanding voice.
 
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Aska

I screamed. Such pain, ripping through my breasts as his fingers worked me again into agony. This man was a monster, some kind of psycho. He got off on hurting me, I could see it in his eyes.

I could see it in his eyes...

Suddenly, fear poured over the anger, dousing it like an ocean would a match. What I saw in his eyes was merciless, unyielding, vicious demand. He demanded my submission, and all yielding to my anger would do is get me killed. No, not killed, but hurt until I wished for death. So far he had done nothing but tormented my nipples, and savage though his squeezes were, I saw torments in those dark eyes which would make that feel like a mother's kiss. Whatever else happened, I had to play along until I could escape.


“You call me Master and you better start paying attention or you will find that your training will be very unpleasant when it could be enjoyable.”

There was no anger in his eyes as he said that, at least, no rage. I had the feeling that with this man, any transgression would lead to anger. The anger which was cold and calculated and could destroy a nation.

I shivered under his caressing hands, and then his tongue. My parents had brought me up properly, and at eighteen, I was not only a virgin, I was untouched. I found my body responding beyond the fear and felt a sickly bile clawing its way up my neck. I didn't want this. I didn't want this at all. Yet my body did. I tried to shut down what I was feeling, as warm tears ran slowly from my eyes.

“Now what do you call me.”

His voice was hard once more, the cold edge to it striking through the shame and pleasure. Go with it, my mind urged me. Nothing matters now but to survive. If he thinks you are playing along, maybe you will do that. I didn't like the fact my mind could not move past a maybe, but I gulped down eighteen years of American independence and, without looking at him, voiced the word.

"Master."
 
Master Ramon

My smile worms as I hear her say master in a small voice. I say “good that is a start though you didn't put much feeling in to it but that'll cum, in time it will roll off your toung with lust and devcion behind it.”

I retch over to the small tabil next to the bed and I pick up a black leather silver studded caller. I smile at it as I turn back to the girl. A soft smile on my lips and hear is the only thing you’ll be allude to where until your training is complete. I lean over her and place the caller arund her nick locking it in place with a delicate looking lock but it’s stronger then it looks.

I sit up strait looking down at it smiling "there it looks good on you to." I lean down kissing her gently on the lips my tong gently runig over them carfullly incas she tris to bite. I move to her eye's my tong sliding out and licking away her tears enjoying the salty flavor. My hand move down her body stoping brefly at the nippals gently rolling playing with them. I then move down her stomic barly touching her until my fingers finds her pussy gently running through her hear finding her puffy lips under neath. I smile as I feel some wetness not much not yet any way.

My fingers slide up and down her slit as look in to her eyes smiling softly I ask do you want me to make you come.” My fingers find her clit and begin to gently role it. I lean down taking one of her nipples back in to my mouth my eyes remaining on her face enjoying the emotions moving over it.
 
Aska

I try to twist my neck away as I see the collar about to be wrapped round my neck. It looks like something you would put on a dog. A dog! I felt it was more than I could stand, and yet, I had no choice. I felt a knot in my throat as he locked it into place and closed my eyes in shame.

And then his mouth was on mine, kissing and licking as though he was my lover or something. Lover? It was too insane to believe. Did he truly think he could take me this way? I knew at that point, stronger than ever, that I had to get out of there. As soon as possible, I had to get away from the craziness. When he began to lick away my tear, that only hardened my resolve.

His hand swent down across my treacherous breasts, feeling the way they were responding, the way they had grown hard despite my self. He fondled them briefly before scooping lower and penetrating my chaste womanhood. His finger rolled over my button, sending shivers through my body as he caressed and kneeded it. I cried more to realise that I was becoming slightly wet at his touches. I may be a virgin, but I knew what that meant. It meant I was aroused by this... this sicko. I couldn't understand it.

"Do you want me to make you come?”

His question made me throw open my eyes in shock. No! How could he even think I'd want that? I shook my head vigorously, trying to find words.

"No! Please, not that! I... I... I'm saving myself for marriage!" I blurted out the first, and even then I knew most stupid, thing I could think of to save myself. "Please... I'll call you anything, I'll do anything, but don't touch me there... I'll even call you master! Anything!"
 
Master Ramon

I sit up as she bags me not to do touch her down there. I smile saying “Well since you said no then you won’t come until I let you come.” I let my finger slide deeper in to her being careful not wanting to bust her cheery yet. I smile thinking I may even let rex take her chary. I slide down her body placing my head over her pussy looking down at it as I spread it wide open.

I look up at her saying “I’m going to have to do some thing about this hair, All of my girls are shaved down hear.” I smile up at as I lower my head my tong sliding out and running over her clit as my finger work in and out of her. I move slowly paying attention to her body so I can stop when her climax grows close.

I slide my fingers out of her and run my tong down her slit letting a small moan escape my lips at her taste. I lick down to the flesh between her ass hole and her pussy sucking on it gently. Before moving down to her ass hole my tong sliding arund it pushing as much of my tong in to her as I can.

I look up at her as my tong slides up her puffy lips and my mouth litchis on her clit agene. I slide my fingers back in to her moving them in and out of her slowly wiggling the tips vigorously. I lift my head up slightly saying “You taste exhalent my pet I can tell you take good car of your self.” I put my mouth back on her clit sucking on it softly easing up once inawile to let her calm down before starting agene.
 
Aska

I lay still as he began to caress me again, warning me that he was going to shave the hair off my vagina. I swallowed, knowing there was no point any more in objecting. Not while I was tied at least. Hopefully I could escape before he did anything too vile. For now, though, I just had to accept what he said, what he did, and try to shut down.

His hands became more insistent, parting me so he could look deep inside. Then he has his tongue inside me and I feel myself shudder in humiliating pleasure. My mind flicks to the rape documentary I once saw. What was it they said? You had to guess what your attacker wanted? Some wanted you to fight and others wanted you to go along with it? I wasn't sure it was right, but I had to try anything to make sure I survived whatever was coming to me. I let my mind wander and relaxed. Let him have my body. I would think of other things. That way, at least, emotionally I would still be a virgin, I would still be innocent.

The next thing I felt was his tongue again. This time it was against my ass, plunging into the puckered ring of my anus. I retched, feeling bile rise in my throat again as revulsion washed over me. What was he doing that for? How could anyone enjoy licking someone's anus? I fought to avoid throwing up as the image of using the bathroom met the sensations of his mouth against me. Oh god, this was disgusting.

And then he stopped. At least, he stopped he anal assault. His fingers went back to my swollen, innocent bud and began to work against it as he taunted me, calling me his pet and saying I tasted excellent. His mouth, dirty from before, replaced his fingers, now sucking and licking me towards climax. He never let me reach it though. As the pleasure built, he stopped. As it subsided, he restarted. This kept me always at the peak and never going over.

A strange feeling grew in me at that, anger. I was angry that he would use me like that, force me into sex with him, and then just keep me hanging. I felt the knot of hatred return, and used it to strengthen myself.

"Do what you want, you bastard!" I cursed. "You might have by body, but you'll never have me!"
 
Master Ramon

I smile at the disgust that I see on her face from me licking her ass and then moving back to her clit. I humm on her clit sending vibratos through it as I suck on is like it was a small cock my tong flicking over it rapidly. I pull my wet fingers out of her and let them slide down to her puckered anus running it arund it. I then slowly push my finger up in to her feeling the heat of her bowels coming from it. I slide my finger as far up as it will go.

I begin to slowly fuck her ass with my fingers as my tong moves down to her love hole and I begin to lap up her juices still making sheer she doesn’t have the relas that her body is needing now. I rich over to the small table with my free hand fumbling arund until I find the toy that I’m looking for. I flip it on letting the humming sound feel the room I smile at the look that comes over her face at the sound as I bring it up in front of her eyes letting her see the long thin metal sillendr.

I touch her lips with it letting her feel the vibratos throw her lips as I slowly drag it down between her breasts. I slide it up the carve of her lift breast bringing it up to her nipple. I move it arund her hard nipple slowly then I slide it down and up the other breast before sliding it down her stomach. I let it rest on her clit as I lap at her cunt enjoying the taste.

I left the vibrater up off of her when her orgasm begins to billed letting it go down before putting it back on it. I look up at her face and smile evilly as I take my fingers out of her ass and raze them up to her slit coating them with more of her juices. I then raise them up to her mouth running them over her lips coating them with her own juices and letting her smell her ass mingled with her juices. I then move the vibrater down to her slit coating it with more of her love juices before I put at her back door to take my fingers place. I sliding it in half way and just letting it rest there vibrating her ass hole.
 
Aska

He ignored me. That, had I known it, was the precedent of much that was to come. If I lashed out in anger, I would never know if it would get ignored or punished. Now he was mouthing and humming against my clit, sending shivers back through my body. Yes, I thought, feeling slightly delirious. You do what you want, I'm not part of it.

And he did. He reached around and under me, his finger painfully penetrating into my ass. I gasped, and stifled a scream, determined that whatever I felt, I would not care. His finger began to work in and out as his tongue caressed and teased me. I felt the warm glow coming back and found I was almost watching it from a distance. An interesting study in womanhood. Seventeen hours had gone unknown to me since I last ate, at least 12 since I last drank. The feelings of arousal and shame, pain and disgust, mingled with the exhaustion brought on from lack of food and put me in a place I would treasure. A safe haven of little awareness.

I see the vibrator before me for a second, and feel horrified. But that feeling too subsides, and I think of the thing moving down someone else's body, penetrating someone else's insides. Someone I don't know. Someone distant, not to do with me. The responding body is alien, the penetrating implement disconnected, and the man before me a ghost. This place felt familiar, but where and why I neither knew nor cared.

I continue to watch in mute disinterest as the girl responds to the penetration, coming ever closer to her peak before being allowed to die away. The ghost's hands reach to caress her and then smear her juices all over her lips, soaking her in her own pleasure and her own fecal shame. And then he returns to his work. I see the vibrator move between her legs and tunnel its way into her ass. She shudders as the vibrator works its magic on her, growing so near now, so near even he won't be able to hold her.

Except that smell. That fecal, disgusting smell. It smashes through my delusions and rapes my brain. It's me on the table and finally the horror wins over the disassociation. Bile, the acrid remnants of digestion, tunnel through my mouth and hack their way free. I vomit, trying to turn my head to avoid choking on my own sputum, but not quick enough. Its in my nose, running down my cheeks. Oh god. This is so disgusting. I try to breath, and inhale it to my throat, even my lungs, painful and terrifying. And still the vibrator within me works. Even amid the nausea and pain of nearly drowning, I feel my body give in, shuddering and jerking to orgasm. Too much. The world turns black as unconsciousness envelops me.
 
Master Ramon

I look up as she vomits trying to vomit to one side so as not to chock on it. I smile and continue my sucking until she passes out. I slowly pull the vibrater out of her ass and place it on the table. I move out from between her lags looking down at her a faint smile on my lips. I undo the chains holding her arms and I sit her up clearing out the vomit form mouth and nose with my fingers. I say to my self "it just won’t do to have you chock to death." I then undo her lags and carry her over to the shekels hanging from the ceiling. I lower them enough to attach them to her wrists and then I raze them agene so she will have to stand on her toes to take the presser off of her arms.

I walk over to the table and pick up a small vial of smiling salts. I then walk over to the door and hit a button on the intercom. I say in to it "bring down some water she needs to be rehydrated." I then walk back to her hanging body and opening the vial of salt passing it under her nose saying “Did I give you permion to pass out?” I watch her face looking for a response as the vial passes under her nose.
 
Aska

Pain. Once again it is the pain that brings me around. A ragged, sickly burning at my throat. A similar acid touch against my nose, scouring my lungs. And a throbbing in my arms as I become aware of what is happening. I am hanging from the ceiling, my whole weight against my arms, tightening my chest and thrusting my breasts towards him in a parody of passion. I try to ease the weight by supporting myself on my feet, but can only do so on my toes.

“Did I give you permion to pass out?”

His voice isn't sharp, and he almost looks amused. Yet this is no amusement of a shared joke. This is the amusement of knowing I just played into his hands. I passed out from the choking, and the overwhelming sensations of all that was being done to me, and that gave him another reason to mistreat and abuse me; if he even needed one.

"No master," I say eventually.

After all I have been through with him, that seems to be about the only thing left to say to have any chance of escaping further abuse. I would yield to his demands, even though I hated it.
 
Master Ramon

I smile at her answer saying "That’s a good pet your learning." I look arund as I hear the door swish open as one of my slave’s walks in caring a gold tray with a crystal Picher of water and a matching glass on it. She com sot me holding out the tray with her eyes down cast. I take a glass and I fill it with water. I put the pitcher down and motion for her to put it on the table with the toys. I move over and places puts it down before leaving as quietly as she came in.

I tern back to my new pet smiling as I say “for answering so nicely I’ll let you drink this.” I hold the water to her lips tilting it so she can drink. “I say don’t spill non now as she gulps at the water thirstily.”
 
Aska

I swallowed the water as quickly as I could, seeing he was giving me little time to stop between gulps. He had already warned me not to spill any, and after what had happened so far, I felt sure that would, at best, see I had no more water or food that day. Little did I know he wasn't just letting me replenish my body, but also making me practice for what would come later. Without pausing for breath, I simply swallowed everything that came into my mouth, knowing I would need the strength to fight later. Then, finally, it was done.

He moved the glass away from me, and I thought I saw a smile get halted from spreading across his face. He was, I thought, pleased with how I swallowed the water, and while his pleasure meant nothing to me, survival did.

My stomach rumbled painfully as I realised just how long it must have been since I ate, and how exhausting the time since had been. I looked at him imploringly and did something I never had before. I begged.

"Food... Please... Master... I need food!"
 
Master Ramon

I smile almost sympathetically at her request for food saying “No my pet you haven’t errand your food yet and I still must punish you for passing out with out my permion.” I tern to the small table and I pore my self a glass of water darning it quickly. I then pick up to things. One is a black velvet blind fold and the other is a leather strap that’s about a foot long and an inch thick.

I turn to her putting the strap around my neck as I walk over to her. I press my self up tit agenst her feeling her breasts press agenst me through my shirt. I kiss her deeply sucking her lower lip in to my mouth then with out warning I bite it hard tasting blood. I step back smiling as I raze the blind fold up placing it over her eyes.

I let my finder fall down her cheek gently cursing her running them down over her breasts I think they have to be pearst with maybe a chain running between the two. I smile with thought. I then step back and I begin to walk around her taking the leather strap from around my neck and slapping it in to my hand as I circle her.

Then with out warning I bring it arund in an arc hitting her ass hard I hitting her ass three times before I start walking arund her agene this time not making a sound. Next time I bring it across her stomach once before walking arund her not giving her a chance to anticipate the next blow or how many there will be. I make a noise as if I was going to hit her stomach agene and as she titans it up reflexively I hit the back of her lags twice instead then I bring it arund hitting across her sex in quick suction.
 
Aska

Earned food? What did he mean? Was he going to stop me from eating unless I pleased him? From what I'd seen so far there was no knowing what would please him at all. I wasn't even sure if responding to him would make him angry or not.

I didn't have time to respond, or to think, before his mouth was on me. His breath, fetid to me not because it truthfully was, but because of what it represented, crusted over where he had failed to clean the vomit away. Then he was kissing, forcing himself on me again, and drawing my lip into his mouth.

"AARGH!" I yelled out as he bit me savagely.

I stared at him in disbelief as blood filled my mouth from my gashed lip. I was too shocked to think about what his hand was doing, until he grabbed the blindfold that is. I saw the black velvet raised in his hands and panicked. This would put me back into the terrifying darkness of the room when I had awoken. Worse, he had a strap across his neck, and I knew what he would do with it.

Darkness envelloped me. I hung, trembling in fear, wondering how he could go from vicious to seemingly caring so quickly. He truly was insane, I was sure of it.

>whish<>CRACK!<

I screamed as the belt cut across my breasts, the venomous kiss bringing new levels of pain to me.

>whish<>CRACK!<


>whish<>CRACK!<


>whish<>CRACK!<

Again and again it cuts across my body. I writhe in the chains, trying to escape, but infact only presenting new angles and new excitements to him.


>whish<>CRACK!<

It cuts across my womanhood, slicing deep into me as it parts the lips. I can't even scream anymore, the pain is so intense, and I beg for the mercy of unconsciousness, only to find even that is denied.

"Please..." I beg finally. "Please... let me go... please..."
 
Master Ramon

I walk up behind her taking her hair in my hand and yanking her head back I put my mouth next to her ear saying “What makes you think you deserve to be let go my pet.” I move in front of her pressing my self agenst her tightly. I kiss her agene this time a gentile kiss one that you would expect from some one who loves you.

I put the strap around my neck agene and I put my arms arund her holding her close as I kiss her tasting her blood. I reels her from the kiss and say “I think I’m down for the night.” With out a ward I walk back to the table putting the strap down. I pick up a small egg shaped vibrater that has a strap on it.

I walk back over to her kneeling in front of her, I lick length of her slit before turning on the vibrater and inserting it in to her pussy. I put the strap around her waste suckering the vibrater in place.

I then stand up and take of the blindfold I smile kindly at her saying you will stay like this tonight and if you are a good girl in the morning I’ll let you eat some thing. I kiss her agene patiently this time. I tilt her head down and lick the tears away. I say “your tears taste so good my pet.” I step back form her looking at the brusis forming on her body smiling at them.

With that I tern on my heal and walk to the door opining it with a swoosh and flipping off the lights as I walk out the door.
 
“What makes you think you deserve to be let go my pet.”

It was not a question. Even I could see it was not a question. I hoped it was a threat, because that at least gave me hope that I would be freed at some point. I dreaded that it might be a promise, that he may simply decide to keep me bound forever. That's why, when he kissed me, I forced myself to respond, hoping to please him enough to be released from my bonds. It was not to be.

He picks up something I cannot see and applies it to my vagina, moistening it once more with his tongue. It vibrates, sending shivers through me that I have come to assosciate with pleasure and pain. It iss some kind of egg-shaped device, something to fill me without breaking my hymen. I scowl beneath the blindfold, thinking of what a cold, calculating bastard he really is.

Then he removed the blindfold and left, turning out the light. From a hoarse and ragged throat, I issued another scream of despair. The dark I had come to fear even more than the pain. Perhaps because it was what had introduced me to this world, but it felt like something else, something older. Whatever, the dark terrified me. And that was the hell in which I would spend my night.
 
Master Ramon

I walk up to the main part of the house moving up to my rooms. I smile as I think of what I’ll do to my new pet next. I feel my cock twitch expectantly at the thought of training her. I move in to my room my smile burdening as I see two of my pets have anticipated my needs. I walk to the bed as one slides down to her knees in front of me and the other stands holding a plate of food which she begins to feed to me with her fingers as the other starts on my other need...

Her long delicate fingers reach out unzipping my pants, reaching in to take holed of my cock. She pulls it out carefully kissing the tip reverently as her hand moves up and down the full nine inches of it. Her mouth opines slowly taking my cock in to it running her worm tong along the tip wile her cheeks collapse from the suction that she is applying. I take the back of her head in my hand pushing it forward. I let out a long moan as her lips slide down my shaft slowly as he tong runs all over the under side and her fingers play with my balls.

A copal hours later they leaves the room sweet covering there body and there lags slightly bowed from the hard fucking that they just received.. One reaches down to her pussy lips scooping up some of my jizm and bringing it to her lips shuddering at the taste as she closes the door behind her. Leaving me to fall in to a deep sleep in my tangled sheets dreaming of the things I’m going to do to the new pet.
 
Aska

So cold. And the voices. Such hard, cold voices. Where am I? It's dark here. What's happening? I don't know. I am confused and afraid as I hang alone from the ceiling. Yet this is so familiar, this feels so much like what I already know. A noise outside the door.

Mummy?

The word comes to my mind in a flash. Why? I do not call my mother mummy. That is a child's word. Perhaps because I am so vulnerable, so unable to protect myself. Perhaps that is why I feel so childlike. So afraid. It's scary. No, again, that is a child's word. It is terrifying. Hanging here, waiting. I do not know what he will do next. My thoughts are confused by hunger, pain and dread. I can feel that I am thinking on two levels. Here I am, monitoring, watching, an adult looking for a way to escape. There she is, afraid, alone, a child praying for safety.

My stomach hurts. I focus on the pain, trying to use my hunger to keep me aware. Not hunger. It is something else. A burning. Deeper in and lower down. It consumes me. Throbbing between my legs with the vibrating egg. It digs into my body, terrorising me. Yet it is further than the egg. All the way up inside me. Such pain. I have never known such pain. But why is it familiar?

I am not aware when my mind yields to the fear and pain. I am not even sure if you can say I fell asleep. But some time, after he has left, I receive the black depths of unconsciousness like a welcome gift.
 
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